Lyrics:
LexNour good evening
Over the course of the next 10 minutes I will
Submit my application for the next rap god
Enjoy the festivities my name is Dax
your guy
I stood by your side
Like red beans & rice
How could you decide
How could you decide
That our love ain't right
I don't even like hard liquor
I
in Georgia, but there's an ice rink by the mall
No matter where you come from, if you've got love you've got it all
And it's finally Christmas
Get exposed when you faking
Let you tell it, I'm just hating
Not the case, I do the safe (yeah)
You rather do the mall first
Lord forbid they ever
some more in
And every nigga came in with me'll kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican
Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we
am, the nights broken
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall open
Man the nerve of this high-ass bitch, she on the molly
She said she she want
some more in
And every nigga came in with me'll kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican
Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we
I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake
Playin' the wall, takin' a break
Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earrings
Baby hair and bodies built
I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake
Playin' the wall, takin' a break
Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earrings
Baby hair and bodies built
what the Word say
Brother sharpens Brother
Like iron sharpens iron
Steppin' out the door
Better have His full armor on!
See I'm that guy who did
a park that closed
It's a life full of poverty
There's this homeless man who tried collecting tips
And these guys pass by with a quarter and sips
Full
notice my dress
Didn't compliment me once
He stands from the table and comes toward me
Next thing I know he's down on one knee
A beautiful ring from
And she was next to a dude at the end of the bar
Who sort of sounded like a rodeo star
She was pretending to care but barely gave him the time of the day
and the matching socks in your block, rocks bigger than mall cop
Tamagotchi in my pocket, ignored it for one week, I’m pure evil
Bought a new bitch, now he turned
Who woh yh
Uh its your boy smockizzy (itammean)
Yh somethings for them girliez
Take off those heels
Right at that door
Let me hold that body
Like
new flow
I'll try it on this new verse
See I’m the type of guy to make your girlfriend happy
With out getting her a new purse
On my Yeezy tip ill
leaving my side
Don't tell me, that you losing love for me
I told you all them things and it was true
Open book baby
yea you not gon have to fear nothing
you were the one that I trusted
I'm in the next room over feeling sorry for myself
Just wanna knock on your door, but I don't know if that's allowed
Oh,
make it rain
Yeah why
Buy me trips on a plane
Yeah why
Can you by a diamond ring
Yeah why
Can you do the damn thing
Yeah why
Can you make it bounce
Yeah
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
attention, learn your lesson on this whole next session
When I grip the mic I spit my shit like a veteran
Wait stop the beat a second
Now bring it back
the other day
I can't help it
Must be the way that you smile
I'm selfish
I'm getting jealous at times
And you can tell it
When you talking to other guys
You
how I expected
Now a nigga pissed
Steady lookin' at the bottom of the list like
"Where the fuck are my projections?"
Niggas like, "Next year Tory
It's
me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel
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